911 Nine Layer Space (1/2)
Genta looked forward expressionlessly. His expression was utterly cold. If he pitied Xin Yichuan, who would pity him? For him, this trip to Hua Xia Country was a huge loss.
Xin Yichuan sighed softly. He looked somewhat longingly at the sky. Then, he slowly fell backward. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. When he fell to the ground, he no longer had any aura. He had severed his own heart meridian! It was rather easy for an ancient martial art practitioner to commit suicide. Xin Yichuan had no choice. Even if he did not die now, he would not be able to escape death in the future. He would even involve his family and clan.
The Huatian Palace would eventually find their way to him when investigating Xin Wuji. When they investigated him, the Huatian Palace would also find out about Genta's clan. Only Xin Yichuan's death could cut off this line of evidence.
Genta looked at the corpse on the ground and snorted coldly. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he left with the black-robed ancient martial art practitioner.
Very quickly, some spectators in the Divine Dragon Nest noticed that something was off with Xin Yichuan and called the Huatian Palace Executors to take his corpse away.
Back in the challenge ring, many people had yet to recover from what they had just witnessed. They knew that Xin Wuji was dead and had died in the challenge ring. Whether he had died at the hands of Gu Jingman or whether he had died at the hands of the mysterious white hand image that had suddenly appeared, they did not know.
Without Xin Wuji, the Heaven List Tournament continued without being affected. For some participants, Xin Wuji's death was undoubtedly a good thing. At least they had one less competitor.
Mo Wen was secure in first place. No one dared to contend with him. After all, the ability that he had previously displayed made people understand that they were no match for this youth.
In the second challenge ring, Gu Jingman hugged her elbows lazily. Still, no one came to challenge her. The participants were even more afraid of Gu Jingman than they were of Mo Wen. She had been able to cripple Xin Wuji in one blow. Her ability was utterly terrifying.
The challenge ring battles continued. Soon, the final ranking was decided, and the dust began to settle.
Mo Wen was first. Gu Jingman was second.
Wine and Meat Monk placed third, Water Deity ranked fourth, and Dark Hand was fifth. In reality, the ability of these three was equal, but Dark Hand was more proficient in assassination and not challenge ring battles. Hence, his ranking was behind the other two. As for Water Deity, she had expended a large portion of her own Inner Qi in order to drain Xin Wuji's. In the end, she lost to Wine and Meat Monk and his rich and deep Inner Qi.
Sword Addict White Dust placed sixth, and Guo Mengqiao ranked seventh.
Lord Merciless was the worst off. Ninth place! If Xin Wuji had not perished in battle, he most likely would only have managed tenth place.
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”Let's go. That fellow actually placed first. That's somewhat interesting.”
Yao Yu turned and left. The corners of her mouth were curled into a playful smile. After the Heaven List Tournament, her ten-day promise with Mo Wen would also be approaching. Initially, she was not concerned about it, but right now, she was looking forward to it slightly. If, as the person who was first on the Heaven List, Mo Wen lost pathetically at her hands, then what expression would those Hua Xia Country youth geniuses have? Just thinking about it made her very interested.
”Wow, Big Brother Mo came in first. He is so mighty!”
Su Wan'er jumped up excitedly. She might not understand what the realms above the Embryonic Breathing Realm were like. She also did not understand exactly how powerful the people in the challenge ring were. But she knew that the honor of being placed first meant that all the youth geniuses of the world were no match for Big Brother Mo. It was such a great honor!
Wang Qian also clenched her fists. She was exceptionally excited. Her dream was to become a chivalrous heroine and be able to make a huge name for herself in the martial arts circle. The Martial Arts Circle Convention was the grandest stage for the ancient martial art practitioners of the world. If she could one day stand in this challenge ring...
Yun Pengqing and Wang He looked at each other and saw a special look in each other's eyes. The silent youth that had been following Su Wan'er previously was actually such an absolute figure! Who would have thought that they would have such an encounter in their lives?
It could be said that they and Mo Wen were people from two different worlds. The martial arts circle did not only comprise of their main space sects. The larger martial arts circle consisted of the Inner worlds and even the legendary hidden martial arts strain that lived under different rules. This type of strong practitioner was very rarely active in the main space martial arts circle. In their entire lives, they might not necessarily have the chance to meet one.
The Heaven List Tournament ended, and the spectators in the Divine Dragon Nest also gradually dispersed, the Heaven List Tournament participants among them. Some of the higher-ranking ones would head to the Huatian Palace Reward Palace Hall to receive the rewards given by the Huatian Palace. Only the top ten participants were enveloped by a beam of white light that descended from the heavens. The next moment, they had already quietly disappeared from the Divine Dragon Nest.
When Mo Wen once again opened his eyes and looked at the scenery around him, he discovered that he was standing under a galaxy. It seemed as though the galaxy was just a few feet from his head and that he could touch the numerous stars just by extending his hand. What surprised Mo Wen was that the stars were not simply scattered about. If one observed the galaxy as a whole, all the stars gathered together to form a statue of a goddess. She wielded a scepter and appeared distant and vast. It made Mo Wen subconsciously think of the goddess statue holding up the sky that he had seen in the sky mirror.
”Where are we?”